A Second Chance at Forever (Eleanor and Bernard) novel Chapter 685

Bernard's decision was always unwavering. Once he made up his mind, no one could change it.

Eleanor reached out, flipping open his loose home robe, revealing a sterile suit covering his back.

He got up from the bed to deal with Casey's matter, putting on his clothes.

Even though his wounds hadn't healed, he still insisted on going ahead with the wedding. Eleanor couldn't bear it.

"Can you rest first and we'll talk about the wedding later, okay?"

She gently put down his clothes, took his arm intending to help him back to bed, but he grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Eleanor, are your feet getting cold again?"

He looked down at her, his eyes slightly red. He'd been looking forward to the wedding for so long, he wouldn't accept her brushing him off with that answer.

"I'm just worried about your injury..."

"Even if it kills me, I want to marry you first."

Eleanor didn't want to hear about 'death'. She hastily covered his mouth, a little flustered, "What are you talking about!"

After that, she comforted him gently, "You need to recover first. Once you're healed, we'll have the wedding, okay?"

After staring at her for a while, Bernard let go of her hand and remained silent. When he didn’t speak, his face was cold, and there's a bone-chilling coldness in his eyes.

Eleanor was a bit scared of this version of Bernard. He seemed god-like, aloof and untouchable.

She clenched her fists, rubbing her fingertips, about to say something, but Bernard had already got up, leaning on the wall, stumbling to the bed.

He picked up his phone, scrolled through it, and made a call, "Doctor, I need you to heal me within a week."